What sight are you thankful for? Sight? The sights of Christmas. The children’s faces lighting up as we drive around town looking at the Christmas lights. The sights of the different decorations as we prepare for Christmas. The sight of all the food that we lay out on our Christmas table. The sight of baby Jesus, as we see the renditions of the manger scene. The sight of Jesus coming to live on earth for all man kind to be saved.
I love watching the awe of a child as the Christmas season begins. The tree and decoration go up and there are many squeals and shrieks. We begin reading Jothams journey, a book for advent, that tells of a boys journey to find Jesus and the manger. My kids don’t want me to stop reading. It is hard to pull even myself away from the exciting story. Children add a new kind of wonder to the Christmas season. They can’t wait for Christmas morning to come, but they also are excited to hear about the gift we received through baby Jesus.
Some of the best memories are made during the holidays. You get to see the children as the newness of each sight comes to them. Their eyes light up with awe and wonder. Warmth fills my heart as all our family gathers and we watch the fun that is had between cousins and family. Christmas is a special sight to behold.
It can also be a hard sight. The feelings of someone that isn’t in your sights, someone who has gone before. Sometimes this overshadows the joyful sights. The memories of Christmas’s spent together fill your mind, with the sight of this missing person. I don’t want to forget that sometimes the holiday sights are hard for people. This year especially might prove to be hard for me and some of my family members.
As I set my sights on Christmas, I don’t want to loose sight of the important things during this time, Baby Jesus. But not only the baby but the reason. Lets not forget that the reason we celebrate is because God had his sights set on us as he sent his son to earth as a baby to eventually serve and die for all the sin of the world. Thank You Lord for having ME in your sights and each person in the world. WOW! Now that’s something to be thankful for.
Isaiah 9:6 For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
The scripture for today is Psalm 69:30 I will praise God’s name in song and glorify him with thanksgiving.
If you don’t fully know Christ and the sacrifice he gave us, don’t wait. What better time than now to give your life over to Christ? He has given so much for you and me. If you want to know Jesus who came for us all, please ask me. Please don’t wait. He loves you and wants you to lay down everything and follow him. His arms are open for you to run into.
Signing off from one woman to another,
Jenny Wren.
What sight am I thankful for? My first response when I read this topic was, “I am thankful that I have sight.” You see, I was thinking back to all the times when, as a child, I would close my eyes pretending to be blind. Sometimes blindly walking into walls, other times using a stick as a cane or our dog as a guide. (LoL, she was Not a good guide!)
As we got older we often spent time together waiting on Dad to finish up at the high school so we could catch a ride home. Schools empty quickly after the bell rings and we generally had an hour or so to roam and explore the deepest, darkest caverns of the school. Our favorite was the A-V room – a VERY dark, stair-stepped mini-auditoroum with the classic curved theater seating arrangement, three rows high, in an windowless inner room. We would turn out the lights and race to see who could get the other side fastest – and without getting hurt.
How many times do I blindly walk into walls or race headlong into darkness bumping my knees or getting hurt? How often am I blind to those people or things around me that could help? How often do I trust a ‘guide dog’ when I should be trusting Jesus? I pray God opens my eyes and thank him for my sight. And oh yes, the sight of the Kansas landscapes at sunset or my kids sleeping sweetly in their beds.